Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-04-29

| "YOu had better be CsulouS now yol
offend that man, Malerson," said Ada tt
the captain. "Indians never forgive"
"I know some white men who don't
either; but let Us know what is ahead
Miss Ada-for by his actions 1 suppose
you've formed some plan"
eyes, a plan is formed, or partially So
will be entirely when he returns. Their
you and the men shall know it."
Thus saying Ada dismOuDted; an
while one of the men respectfully sp
preached and took charge of her horse
she walked to q small tent set apart from
the main camp, and entered it.
'"There's girl for you, lads-a girl o.
spirit-knows how to plan first and exc
cute afterwards no more afraid o.
blood than she is of water. Here's {
health to her-a health to Ada, the Queer
of the Free Rangers"
CHAPTER XXX.
'You surely do not mean what you say
you will not leave US now. when day
of festivity is approaching!" said Mr.
Delorme to LagOna, when the latter tOlt
him, in the presence of his family, that he
was going back to his tribe.
81 never eat my words! [ am going
back to my people!" said Lagona, quietly
but firmly.
''Has anything been done to offend
your"
'ENo'
"WilI you not remain if 1 ask you to
stav?" said Stella, anxiously.
The proud Indians lip quiVered, and
he turned away his head when he said in
lower tone, ono"
eff you will go, at least give US time to
prepare some presents for you. You
must not go back mpty-handed to your
people!" said Mr.. Delorme.
81 brought nothipg-I will take nothing
away" replied Lsgona, and he turned to
go.
"Accept this from me, at least" said
Stella; and she took a golden chain from
her neck and offered it to him.
~ will keep it for the White Flower
| will wear chains for no other" said he.
"Accept this from me-" said Paul, adj
vancing and Offering him a handsomely
inlaid pipe.
"No-nothing from you-nothing!"
said he, fiercely; and he turned upon his
heel, and, without another word, left
the apartment and the house. Mounting
his horse, with only the arms which he
had brought from the prairie, he rode
away at full speed.
"Sngular man-nobIe heartu" said
Mr.. Delcrme, almost Tegretfully, as the
young chief dashed away through the
gate. 81 now understand why he leaves
US. He still wildly loves you, Stella;
still adheres to the dream which he says
led him to your rescue; and he felt that
he could not remain and see you welded
to the husband of your choice. With an
honor and a deliCaCy which would do
credit to aUy white man, he prefers to go
away and hide his gIief from Us, to whom
he has rendered SO many favOrs."
f'He is noble in his way, but l could
never love him-eyen though he has saved
my life three times. | am sure Paul
would have done as much if the oppor-
tunity had been afforded to him."
II surely would rescue you, or perish
with you, il you were in peril" said
Paul. but from my heart pity the
noble fellow, and forgive him for hating
my more fortunate self"
CHAPTER XXI.
1t was night once more, and all was
still at La Bolsa de Flores. 1t was
near the retiring hour of Mr.. Delorme
and MS family, when sentinel, or
lookout, hurried in from the tower over
the gate and said that sn armed band OF
white men-evidently robbers, from their
language and threats-had demanded
admission at the gate and being refused
we're endeavoring to force an entrance.
"Heavens! Are we never to be at
peace-never to rest?" moaned Mrs.
Delorme, who latterly, from unrest and
nervousness, had been rapidly wearing
down and wasting away.
"TO arms, my brave bOy-I can trust
You now! Hurry to the gate, and l will
follow with all the force can bring!"
cried Mr.. Delorme to Paul, as he sprung
for his weapons.
In few moments the tower at the gate
was fully manned, and sharp fire opened
upon the robbers, who had converted
some wagons and timber, which had been
left outside, into bTeastwOrk, and fired
from behind it with considerable secur-
ity. The firing was continued for some
time, apparently, with very little damage
an either side, if any. Suddenly, during
a lull in the firing, piercing scream was
heard in the direction of the house, and a
moment after a loud and terrible yell
from an Indian-the COmanche's WhOOp
of tr!umph-was heard.
paul Malerson!" shouteda voice from |
the robber band, which he too well knew, |
"this is the second stroke from Ada Nc |
AIpin! Be on your guard for another
it will GOMEZ"
so God! SteIla-it is Stella's cry"
groaned Paul; and both he and Mr.. De-
lorme ran to the house with their utmost |
speed.
When they arrived there Stella was no
where to be seen, aud Mrs. Delorme lay
senseless upon the floor.
From a few terror stricken domestics |
they learned that while the firing was 60
ing on at the gate an Indian, hideous with
war paint, had rushed in, seized Miss
Stella in his arms, and fed with her, as if
she had been only a child in his mighty
as he went, the terrible
veil which had startled the wretChed
father and almost distracted lover.
Whence the Indian had come, or how
departed, no one seemed to know.
Paul and Mr.. Delorme hurried back to
the gate: but the robbers, the moment
after the tower had been first left by them
mounted their horses and rode away at
'ull speed. Their attack had evidently
only been g ruse to distract attention
rom the house while Stella was abducted.
The agony of the father and lover was
Utterly INDISPENSABLE. Neither of them
would believe that the noble Lagopa had
Deen him who seized her; the servants
lad not recognized him-cOuld not, in the
paint and lideous apparel of the being
Who took her away. All that Paul felt,
Ill that he dreaded-all that was worse
nan the agony of death to him-was the
hought that she was in the power of Ada
dcAlpin, who would do anything, every
hing, to her, to be revenged on him, the
orsworn and faithless lover.
sLet us to horse, at once and follow {
hem" cried Paul, when all search about S